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Chapter 49: The Heavenly Sacrifice Sect and Its Twelve High

    

Your sister doesn't seem to be thinking clearly, so I have some questions I'd like to ask you."Ning Sangyu, who was a little out of it, was trying her best to stare at Lin Qi.She still thought Lin Qi...This move, once landed, will surely kill Mu Jin!

Realizing this, his eyes welled up with redness, his blood vessels prominent, and he almost stopped breathing.

Chilly, sharp water vapor seeped in from everywhere, constricting his senses. Danger crept closer, a palpable threat lurking around every corner.

The pupils in her eyes dilated, reflecting a cold sliver of moonlight.

Mu Jin's whole body was being eroded by the cold, stiff and rigid. He watched helplessly as death approached.

A flash of cold light swept past, and he instinctively closed his eyes, preparing to meet death.

Wow!

The crisp chirping echoed in my ears, like countless needles pricking at my eardrums.

A sharp blade sliced across her cheek, tearing through her skin. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three huge explosions sounded in succession.

The sound of rushing water mingled together, as if heaven and earth were trembling.

After the explosion, there was a deathly silence.

Mo Jun smelled the breath of life!

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw a sword lying before him.

The blade reflected a sliver of cold light, which flowed slowly across his face.

The man who was just holding a sword to kill him, is now holding the sword with his back to him.

The last move didn't land on him...

Yuanshi had already sensed the presence of a third person while casting his spells.

When she and Mu Jin were in the final duel, that man made his move!

She gave up trying to aim for the shepherd's life and instead shifted her sword's direction, all her moves now aimed at the hidden figure.

A red light spun out, and the surrounding air seemed to grow several degrees colder. A thick metallic scent of blood spread through the air.

Even before seeing the person in real life, Yuan Xi could already sense that they were not to be trusted.

It seems we accidentally startled the cultist hiding in the shadows.

Meanwhile, Yuan Xi swept his gaze around the surroundings without a change in expression.

Attempt to locate possible hideouts of the cult.

A delicate and crisp laugh echoed, and the solitary figure of the priest, Gu Ming, approached from afar.

Mù Jǐn stared in shock at the woman before him, whispering softly, "Black hair red flower, snake venom like a painting, purple gold mask, on the bank of the other shore flower."

He suddenly reminded Yuan Xi loudly, "Be careful, she is one of the twelve sacrificial priests of the Celestial Sacrifice Sect - the Lonely Fate Priestess!"

Yuan Xi instantly tightened her grip on the sword in her hand and said, word by word: "Tianshi Sect!"

Gumu approached Yuanshi, his fox eyes filled with satisfaction as he looked her up and down.

"Judging by his bone age, he should be around twelve or thirteen. To have the cultivation of a Golden Core at this age is unheard of."

Her smile, gradually tinged with malice and frenzy.

“I hear you have two younger siblings who are even more talented than you… Once I've eaten all three of you, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage will be as easy as turning my hand over.”

"What a stroke of luck!"

"Are you a heretic from the Tianji Sect" Yuan Xi asked calmly.

She was furious, her anger a raging inferno that seemed capable of consuming her flesh and blood, yet the more so, the calmer she appeared.

"Hearing your words, the mastermind behind the murders and robberies in Drunken City is you..."

The hand resting on his back quietly made a gesture to Mu Jin.

Yuan Xi raised her sword and walked step by step towards Gu Ming.

"Well, little girl, have you heard of the Tianji Sect"

Gulu took out a pair of crimson silk-wrapped gloves and put them on gracefully, then winked at Yuanxi. "Don't worry," he said, his voice soft, "I'll be very gentle~."

Yuanshi's face also curved into a gentle and bright smile, her eyes brimming with intense killing intent.

Her voice was soft and gentle, with clear articulation.

"Those trash raised by the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect, I see one kill one, see a pair kill a pair!"

This chapter is one thousand words long, and the remaining one thousand will be added tomorrow.

Next chapter, my character Lin Qi will appear.

(The End)[]The female cultivator's laughter rang out a few times. "You're quite quick-witted,""Thank you for the praise," Lin Qi respectfully bowed. "Senior, are you perhaps the Venerable Ten Directions"